It's another sunny morning,

Mother Yama, who was sleeping, opened her sleeping eyes with me.

Birds fly leisurely past the window,

Wake up the flowers slowly bloom,

The dew on the leaves of the trees kept complaining with nostalgia that they did not want to leave.

At this moment I want to tell my dear Mother Mountain,

Don't let the crystal dew go,

Let it moisten my parched heart;

I want to tell my dear Mother Mountain,

Can you hear my call to you,

The companionship I once longed for has left me,

Please can you stop me from feeling lonely.

- Meng Ting

Last night's sleep made Meng Ting feel very comfortable, the wide bed allowed her to turn back and forth, and the soft mattress made her sleep at night so pleasant.

After waking up in the morning, Meng Ting didn't get up, she sat up, opened the curtains, and waited for the first rays of daylight to shine in. The quiet countryside and the vast green mountains outside the window all made Meng Ting feel different from that of Huangpu University. She woke up in the early morning and wrote an essay to her beloved mother in her space diary.

After conceiving the prose, the warm light of the eastern morning sun became stronger, Meng Ting looked at the mountain outside the window, as she thought in her prose, it was really a sunny morning, it seemed that the first thing Dashan's mother did after waking up was to send a response to herself, I don't know if she can feel the call in her heart, so that she will be more simple and warm in the future, and less lonely and tearful.

After breakfast, Meng Ting took a quick walk towards the mountain closest to her home, taking advantage of the remaining coolness of the morning, to climb the mountain before the weather became hot, so that she could feel the cool breeze blowing by.

On the way to the peak, Meng Ting's heart was full of excitement, and she would stop and shout on the mountain peak for a while, and confide in the pain she had buried in her heart to the mountain mother.

Although this mountain peak is relatively close to Meng Ting's house, there have been no steps in the past, and you can only feel its vitality at the foot of the mountain. Last year, with the rise of rural tourism, the mountain was developed and a winding mountain staircase appeared.

It took Meng Ting more than an hour to reach the top of the mountain, although she was already covered with sweat, but the moment she reached the peak, the pleasant cool breeze was blowing non-stop, and the irritable heat wave was immediately driven away.

Meng Ting looked at the endless sea of green in front of her, and suddenly felt relaxed and happy in her heart. Meng Ting took a breath of fresh air, and then shouted loudly at the vast and boundless mountains. A shout was followed by an echo of oneself. Meng Ting felt as if this was the hometown of her soul, no matter how many troubles she had in her heart, standing here, she could talk to Mother Dashan to her heart's content. The green trees in the mountains, the flowers and plants in the mountains, and the birds that cross the blue sky are all his friends.

Meng Ting sat down on a stone at the top of the mountain, looking at the vibrant mountain world with her eyes to the fullest, quietly feeling everything around her.

On the way down the mountain, Meng Ting let herself breathe the air full of the fragrance of flowers and leaves, at this moment, how comfortable life is, without any troubles. The morning of enjoying the mountains and forests made Meng Ting feel as if she had forgotten everything that happened in school, and the thoughts in her mind were also occupied by the natural charm of Mother Dashan.

When Meng Ting walked to the foot of the mountain, the scorching temperature hit again, blowing away the coolness she felt on the top of the mountain for a moment, and along with the irritating heat, there was also the trouble that she had forgotten for the time being.

Meng Ting originally thought that she and Yu Manxue would talk to each other often this summer, talking about the trivial things that happened around each other during the holiday, chatting about the future, and chatting about the girl's heart. But now, the appearance of herself in Manxue's heart is no longer eye-catching, and in Manxue's eyes, she has become a selfish, wanton and indiscriminate temper, and a girl with no quality.

When she thought of this, Meng Ting wished that the footsteps of time could stay at the moment when she was enjoying the cool summer breeze on the top of the mountain, instead of quickly pushing herself into the future she longed for. Thinking that I will face a series of troubles after the start of school, to be precise, it should be sadness, how to get along with Yu Manxue, who is in the same dormitory as me, and how to get along with the people in the class who look at me with strange eyes, after all, the time in college has not passed halfway, and how to go on the long journey next.

Meng Ting understands her feelings too well, she doesn't want to be the object of others' wrongs, and she doesn't want others to misunderstand and treat herself as garbage for criticism.

As Meng Ting walked home, she pondered the sadness that could be glimpsed two months later. Although the sun had made her sweat profusely, she did not feel it at all, for the thought of these sorrows, the pain of her heart was much more terrible than the scorching heat. No matter how hot the weather is, you can easily find a place to bring coolness, but if you walk into the loneliness in your heart, you will be wandering wherever you go.

Meng Ting told herself again in her heart that since the past freshman life has passed, no matter what kind of journey it is, it has become a thing of the past after all, and she hopes that the life of the sophomore year will not be as bad as she imagined in her heart. Although this is wishful thinking, when the storm hits, everything must find a safe haven, so it should be to create a spiritual nest for the melancholy self now, Meng Ting thought silently the moment she walked into the house.